Through His Eyes

Through His Eyes

A Poem by D.L. Simmons
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just a poem i started at 3ish in the morning ;)

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He makes me miss a place that I have never been
He paints a picture with his words
And then he draws me in
I smell the salt, feel the sand,
See the gray-blue sky
It’s as real to me as oxygen
When I know it through his eyes

He takes me to a place where I can breathe so deep
He pushes the whole world aside
And wakes me from my sleep
I smell his scent, feel his hand,
see his hazel eyes
They're as real to me as oxygen
beautiful as a thousand skies.

© 2009 D.L. Simmons


Author's Note

D.L. Simmons
I am working on making this into a song as well, but the chorus i have is atrocious, any thoughts on what should go in the middle? :)

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This is lovely, paints a beautiful picture with the words!
You have done an awesome job of touching the senses which is always a plus (though not always easy to do).
I think it would be great as a song. When you add to it let me know!!

really enjoyed!:)
kelli

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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This is lovely, paints a beautiful picture with the words!
You have done an awesome job of touching the senses which is always a plus (though not always easy to do).
I think it would be great as a song. When you add to it let me know!!

really enjoyed!:)
kelli

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

SONG!!!! I think it would be for an acoustic guitar and a single vocalist, that's of course just my opinion

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Its very pretty and it isn't sad at all! *read & reviewed the wrong poem*
It has the same feel as the song "Almost Lover" by A Fine Frenzy and "Ordinary Day" by Vanessa Carlton. You know? Kind of wistful and dreamy. I saw a painting by Monet the other day that totally made me feel like I fell into a different world. But then again I'm addicted to Lewis Carroll, so I might be interpreting the feeling of the poem in a skewed way.

"They're as real to me as anything" I don't like that line. I think you should compare the feeling to something more specific, because in my silly mind, "anything" is pretty general. I'm imagining that its more real to you than a plate of spaghetti with meatballs. Just a suggestion though. Take everything I say with a miniscule grain of salt.

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 14 Years Ago



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D.L. Simmons
D.L. Simmons

Chandler, AZ



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I graduated high school in 2008, and I have been writing seriously since about 7th grade. I love writing. It feels like I need to do that more than eat and breathe sometimes. Like anyone, I love to ge.. more..

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